The story. Unworty to know what i feel. Know less of what i thought was real. Unworty of what to be faith Know to much of what
my firneds said was fake. Trust betrayed by lies Honesty corrupted by feelings left to pass by. Love left with sorrow and fadelity. Words unable to tell how much its hurting me

If you formated this poem better it would read easier. You also have some typing errors in it which could be corrected to again make better reading. Other than this it' a great poem with obvious feeling in it.
Lissy